NO SHIRT, NO SHOES, NO THERAPISTS

  I’m feeling particularly vulnerable these days.  I don’t know why.  I don’t ever know why, and that brings out the angry part of me.  I am taking R.A.D. classes, which are self-defense classes.  They are a series of four, and they have put me in situations where I have flashbacks or vague, foggy memories.  […]

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I'm sitting in class. I can't think or comprehend this class discussion. There is so much anxiety in my head. I'm totally lost.

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Glimpses and Misses

  If you asked me what is wrong, I couldn’t tell you.  I would want to tell you, but I wouldn’t be able to.  I don’t know what is wrong; I only know something isn’t right.  I’ve been feeling this way off and on for two weeks.  The anxiety is palpable.  It comes in waves […]

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I've lost a whole day of time. I'm not okay.

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A Big Secret Wrapped in a Bow

I’m only half a person right now.  You may poke and prod, dig around for the other half of Missing In Sight.  You will not find her.  You will find more, but you won’t find her.  I’m the only one here, lost inside this head, peeking out behind her eyes.   I am numb, and it […]

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